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My Wife is a Sex-Crazed Deviant
I don't know why I'm writing this.
Maybe it's a plea for help. Maybe somebody can help me in the comments below and give me some advice.
I don't really know where else to go. I don't know who else to ask. I've created a monster. Well, maybe not a monster but, but I've certainly unleashed a beast. My wife is out of control!
I don't know where to begin in fact I'm pretty fucking embarrassed by the whole thing.
It's all started with a trip to a swingers club. It was the first time that we had ever done anything like it. We were both very excited by the occasion and we had, had a fantastic time in the club. But it's what happened after that, that became the problem. Carly, (my wife), had found a new lease of life. A sexual awakening. A new found confidence that I didn't know how to handle. If you've read anything that I've written before you'll know how attractive Carly is. She is as stunner and I'm used to guys all looking at her. However, she's gone from this wonderful wife and mother to a sex-crazed deviant.
To get the full background on the situation, you should read my story 'Club Satisfaction'. It tells the story of how Carly and I went to an adult club and how Carly acted out her fantasy of being with another woman. After that night in the club, Carly and I would make love almost constantly. At least twice a day. I thought it was wonderful. She would make me play the role of her female lover from the club. Basically, she wanted me to use my fingers and mouth the bring her to orgasm. I was very happy to eat Carly's pussy twice or more every day. I was very happy to have her cumming waterfalls on my face and in my mouth. In fact, I was in heaven.
The problem started a few weeks later when Carly suggested introducing another person into our lovemaking again. I assumed that she meant going back to 'Club Satisfaction'. Which I would have been happy to do and thought that we'd start planning something for within the next few months.
However, as we started to formulate a plan it quickly became evident that this time Carly wanted to experience another man. Unfortunately, it was very difficult for me to offer any serious objection to her request. (The reason I couldn't object is explained in my other story 'Club Satisfaction').
Again I thought that Carly wanted to fulfill her fantasy at a club as we had done the first time, but again, after further discussion, it became evident that she wanted to move faster than this. She wanted to use the website which we tried before and book for somebody to meet us in a hotel. I pushed back saying that I wasn't sure that I wanted to move so quickly. And yet to my surprise two days later Carly announced that she'd arranged for a man to come to our house. To our home. That Friday night. Which was only two days away!
I was shocked at her brazen confidence. I didn't know what to do. Carly was so excited, so animated, so invigorated. Our lovemaking increased instantly. Carly even called in sick to work the next day, the Thursday, so that we could focus on our new sexual experimentation. She would suck my cock and make me cum and within three minutes she was ready to go again. She wanted me to lick her pussy and her arsehole and for me to make her cum again and again. She seemed to change and had become so much more self-serving. She wasn't interested in my pleasure, I was just a tool to be used as part of her own gratification.
She changed the way that we were intimately together, for example, instead of allowing me to pleasure her with my tongue, she would instead grind her pussy and arsehole on my face rubbing out her orgasm making me cough and splutter and gulp for breath.
She also started talking in a way that she never had done before. So graphic, so erotic, so explicit and actually on occasion it would make me blush. She would demand that I 'fuck her'. She would call me a 'cunt' and demand that I beg her for her pussy. She'd ask me graphic questions that really didn't require an answer, such as 'do you want me to squirt my pussy juice on your face?' or 'do you want to make mummy cum again?'
She would insist on me coming on her face, in her mouth, in her hair, and, in her eyes. She even made me cum on her feet and once in her armpit! (I'm actually embarrassed to be writing this - she is possessed).
She wanted to stand over me and masturbate until she gushed her orgasm over my face and into my mouth. If I offered any resistance or hesitation she would call me names and tell me I was prudish. It was as though she thought I was objecting to her behaviour as a joke. She was very quick to point out that it was my idea originally to start on this path to new sexual adventures by visiting 'Club Satisfaction'.
On the Friday morning Carly again suggested that she was going to call in sick to work so that we could stay in bed. However, I needed a break and I wanted time to gather my thoughts in advance of what might be happening that evening so instead, I insisted and convinced her to go into work.